<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:32:07.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tah tôrres'</title><subtitle type='html'>Borboleta parece flor que o vento tirou pra dançar εïз</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-205414915493944639</id><published>2008-04-29T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:50:03.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu tô precisando me organizar pra voltar à postar aqui. Enfim, eu tô muito beem obrigada, só tô abusada. E por que as coisas não se encaixam mas, tá ue sei que se preocupam, mas eu não confio mas nem em mim.&lt;br /&gt;Tipo é decepcionante, mas ela faz falta. E as pessoas que fazem a gente perder outra pessoa tá nem ai, fingindo amizade. Mas é engraçado como a gente perde gente. Deixa pra lá, eu não consigo fazer nenhum texto decente pra as pessoas entenderem o que eu quero falar e nem sei fazer cálculo. Por tanto meu futuro é ofuscado, e sim, eu tenho sonhos viajados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tchau, eu sou estranha :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-205414915493944639?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/205414915493944639/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=205414915493944639' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/205414915493944639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/205414915493944639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/04/eu-t-precisando-me-organizar-pra-voltar.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-887985194708437039</id><published>2008-04-10T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T16:52:40.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'É preciso força pra sonhar e perceber que a estrada vai além do que se vê'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu resolvi postar essa frase por um único motivo: pela força. Poxa, pra tudo é preciso força, seja ela física ou de vontade. Sonhar é uma coisa tão simples, quando demos por conta estamos nós lá sonhando alto, ou nem alto, afinal é sonho. Sonha é bom, néh? Eu também acho. Mas aqui tô eu fugindo da força. Muitas pessoas neste exato momento tão precisando de força, tão precisando se reerguer na vida, olhar pra frente e tomar um rumo. Ou todas as pessoas estão precisando disso, eu dira logo que o mundo precisa de força pra se situar e voltar a ser mundo. O homem  hoje se destaca pelo que ele tem e não pelo que ele é. E muita gente ainda vem falar em problemas socias e muitas vezes só olha pro própio umbigo, mas quando a gente tira o olho do umbigo vê o real. Mas na verdade a gente tem que ter força pra viver o agora, mas eu digo VIVER e não viver. Pourra beacho, são as pequenas coisas que fazem a diferença, vai ser feliz com o que tu tem, caralho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beiijos, tô sem saco pra terminar isso bem, essa história da menina Isabela me desconcentrou, saco --'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-887985194708437039?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/887985194708437039/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=887985194708437039' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/887985194708437039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/887985194708437039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/04/preciso-fora-pra-sonhar-e-perceber-que.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-8405334049838004557</id><published>2008-04-08T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:19:55.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E amanhã é outro dia. E tudo se renova. E eu quero agradecer.&lt;br /&gt;Então vamos lá a lista é grande e não quero esquecer de ninguém, mas, como não esquecer de ninguém numa lista tão grande onde um monte de pessoas fazem parte dela? Pois bem, eu queria agradecer à:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; todo mundo&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;É só assim que se aprende: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAINDO&lt;/span&gt;. Então levanta, tá vendo aquela luz lá embaixo? pronto aquilo se chama  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HORIZONTE&lt;/span&gt; e lá há &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;respostas&lt;/span&gt;. Levanta-te e vai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;busca-las&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, um beijo pro &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;namorado&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;e outro beijo pra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quem seguir esse post&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;e outro beijo pra &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mim&lt;/span&gt;, afinal, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eu mereço&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-8405334049838004557?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8405334049838004557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=8405334049838004557' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/8405334049838004557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/8405334049838004557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/04/e-amanh-outro-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-8410413814272399409</id><published>2008-04-07T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:00:50.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sede de viver tudo&lt;br /&gt;E o esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Era tão normal que o tempo parava;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas. Engraçado, elas sempre me intrigam. Não eu tô sem tempo até pra mim. Eu tô sem nada pra fazer, mas eu tô aerea. Não, não é nada pessoal, agora eu prefiro ficar em casa, amanhã talvez eu queira sair, mas só se for pra dançar até furar o sapato e o pé reclamar; Hoje &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt;. O que prazer mais egoista tem  as pessoas de te derrubarem, de te criticar e de colocar pra baixo. Mas isso é uma doença, sério. A doença do despeito, do 'eu quero ser melhor' mas na verdade elas te imitam pq são sua fã implicidamente. Mas sabe, por mais que você não ligue, cansa! Sim, pessoas que querem atenção ou que só criticam &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CANSAM&lt;/span&gt;. Acabo de cansar de uma, talvez não seja um cansei definitivo. Mas é um cansei. Acabo de dar razão à uma pessoa que se afasta da outra bruscamente e acabo de acha-la MEGA certa. Isso é um jeito de ser sincero, e não ficar junto e conversar só pra agradar. E por mais que se tenha qualidades, há defeitos fortes, eu sou cheia de problemas e não tenho tempo nem cabeça pra me preocupar com os seus.Então, tchau, beijos na bunda e até segunda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A inveja é uma merda, néh?&lt;br /&gt;beiijos :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-8410413814272399409?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/8410413814272399409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=8410413814272399409' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/8410413814272399409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/8410413814272399409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/04/sede-de-viver-tudo-e-o-esquecer-era-to.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-1591695499034616241</id><published>2008-04-01T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:54:32.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E agora meus medos, eles me vem em trios&lt;br /&gt;Então, eu&lt;br /&gt;às vezes&lt;br /&gt;Digo:  "Destino meu amigo,&lt;br /&gt;você diz as coisas mais estranhas&lt;br /&gt;eu acho, às  vezes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu tô feliz e com muiita preguiça de postar :D&lt;br /&gt;eu só quero agradecer à Deus pelos meu maravilhosos novos dias!&lt;br /&gt;beiiijos :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-1591695499034616241?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/1591695499034616241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=1591695499034616241' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/1591695499034616241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/1591695499034616241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/04/e-agora-meus-medos-eles-me-vem-em-trios.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-497849025533923173</id><published>2008-03-21T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T15:17:17.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh, ora, se não sou &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quem mais vai decidir&lt;/span&gt; o que é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bom&lt;/span&gt; pra  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mim&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dispenso a previsão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opnioes estão a me irritar hoje :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-497849025533923173?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/497849025533923173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=497849025533923173' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/497849025533923173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/497849025533923173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/03/ahhh-ora-se-no-sou-eu-quem-mais-vai.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-1052924580077608416</id><published>2008-03-19T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:12:08.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Desejar feliz pascoa pra ocês .&lt;br /&gt;e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUIZO&lt;/span&gt; nessa semana santa néh galera?&lt;br /&gt;EIHEOIHEIOEH&lt;br /&gt;beiiijos :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-1052924580077608416?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/1052924580077608416/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=1052924580077608416' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/1052924580077608416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/1052924580077608416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/03/desejar-feliz-pascoa-pra-ocs.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-6713378198317169886</id><published>2008-03-15T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T17:09:30.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabado morto, e eu tô com fome (Y)&lt;br /&gt;OEIHEIOHEOIEHOEIHIO&lt;br /&gt;aai, consigo nme raciocinar mais, euexijo uma geladeira no meu quarto!&lt;br /&gt;tchau, eu vou comer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saudadesdo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meu&lt;/span&gt;thi :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-6713378198317169886?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6713378198317169886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=6713378198317169886' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6713378198317169886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6713378198317169886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/03/sabado-morto-e-eu-t-com-fome-y.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-5086212815467191454</id><published>2008-03-14T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T18:40:32.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Tome um sorvete, o tempo é bom para o amor' :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa que me faz beeem, e que eu quero que esteja &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEMPRE&lt;/span&gt; do meu lado. E que ele pode dizer que é mentira, maas eu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMO&lt;/span&gt; muiiitão ele, e que ele faz parte da minha vida. E que não importa as brigas e ciumes bestas, ele vai tá sempre no mesmo lugar na minha vida. E que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUDO&lt;/span&gt; que eu te digo é verdade, seu bobo. E &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NUNCA&lt;/span&gt; duvide disso. Eu amo mesmo e não nego, ora porra. E que se dane o mundo e as pessoas, tu é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEGA&lt;/span&gt; especial na minha vida. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEAMO&lt;/span&gt; :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post pra Thiago Felipe Dias de Melo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-5086212815467191454?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/5086212815467191454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=5086212815467191454' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/5086212815467191454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/5086212815467191454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/03/tome-um-sorvete-o-tempo-bom-para-o-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-3838632945359331264</id><published>2008-03-13T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T16:15:22.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Separô o silêncio da dor me trazendo alegria' :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muiiito feliz essa semana, na verdade algo vai fazer falta num futuro próximo. E eu na verdade tinha que 'desabafar' em algum lugar. Eu vou sentir falta de algumas pessoas que vão 'sumir' da minha vida em breve, e sentir falta das brincadeiras. E que o MEU momento está propicio à risos e alegrias, e pode ser que acabe. Porém, é pra ser vivido. E que pessoas são fadas e bruxas. E que eu aprendi a deixar as pessoas 'ruins' pra trás, e que a raiva também é um sentimento glorioso. Enfim, eu amei essa semana que ainda não acabou, mas que se ela se acabasse hoje eu taria mega realizada. Talvez pq eu 'ganhei' uma pessoa que eu já tinha, mas agora 'tenho' de modo diferente. Bem, bom final de semana pra vocês :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'aaah, mas eu tô tão feliz, dizem que o amor atrai' :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-3838632945359331264?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/3838632945359331264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=3838632945359331264' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/3838632945359331264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/3838632945359331264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/03/separ-o-silncio-da-dor-me-trazendo.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-201370999904207201</id><published>2008-03-09T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T15:45:57.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'e o bem exite para te ajudar'&lt;br /&gt;É, eu tô feeliz ;D&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas são coisas um tanto curiosa. Amizade, em si, é uma coisa rara, digamos que uma dádiva. Quando enfim encontrada, jamais perdida. E é por isso que hoje eu resolvi fazer uma homenagem as minhas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;verdadeiras&lt;/span&gt; amigas (que são poucas e que só eu sei quem são). Obrigada por estarem comigos nas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;horas mais engraçadas e nas historias mais enrroladas&lt;/span&gt;. Na moral, eu&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; amo&lt;/span&gt; vocês. E vlw tb por nas horas em que o chão caiu vocês deram uma base ;)&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada tb ao meu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;melhor amigo&lt;/span&gt; que nem era pra ser melhor amigo,  mas como eu tenho um&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mega&lt;/span&gt; anjo da guarda, eu ganhei ele de presentee (L)&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada também à &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;melhor prima do muuuundo&lt;/span&gt;, a única coisa que me faz ter orgulho da familiia;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada como um domingo e um sofá laranja pra fazer a gente agradecer à Deus por tudo que ele nos deu ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-201370999904207201?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/201370999904207201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-7378173486408762224</id><published>2008-03-08T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T17:34:31.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>' Espero que o tempo passe&lt;br /&gt;Espero que a semana acabe&lt;br /&gt;Pra que eu possa te ver de novo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que o tempo voe&lt;br /&gt;Para que você retorne&lt;br /&gt;Pra que eu possa te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;E te beijar&lt;br /&gt;De novo'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foi muiiito lliiindo quando Nando Reis cantou essa música .o/&lt;br /&gt;É, eu tô MEGA feliiiz ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-7378173486408762224?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-3362646387552783375</id><published>2008-03-03T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:24:46.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bem mais que o tempo que nós perdemos&lt;br /&gt;Ficou prá trás também o que nos juntou...&lt;br /&gt;Ainda lembro que eu estava lendo&lt;br /&gt;Só prá saber o que você achou dos versos que eu fiz&lt;br /&gt;E ainda espero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;resposta&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje foi mega legaaal (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-3362646387552783375?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-5559704682659747421</id><published>2008-02-27T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T14:04:46.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Um dia feliz, as vezes é muito raro'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje foi mega feliz .o/&lt;br /&gt;beiijos :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-5559704682659747421?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/5559704682659747421/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=5559704682659747421' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/5559704682659747421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/5559704682659747421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/um-dia-feliz-as-vezes-muito-raro-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-3689182417804765615</id><published>2008-02-25T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T15:47:41.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Existe alguém em nós, em muitos dentre nós esse alguém.&lt;br /&gt;Que brilha mais  do que milhões de sóis e que a escuridão conhece também... :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é. eu tenho as melhores pessoas ao meu redor;&lt;br /&gt;e as piores tb :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-3689182417804765615?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/3689182417804765615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=3689182417804765615' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/3689182417804765615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/3689182417804765615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/existe-algum-em-ns-em-muitos-dentre-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-7266894845788554862</id><published>2008-02-24T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:23:05.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deixa o amanhã e a gente sorri, que o coração já quer descansar.&lt;br /&gt;Clareia  minha vida, amor, no olhar :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanhã eu tenho que sorrir. Cansei de pessoas tristes;&lt;br /&gt;o Domingo foi risonho com Jadee :o)&lt;br /&gt;boa semana :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-7266894845788554862?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/7266894845788554862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=7266894845788554862' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/7266894845788554862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/7266894845788554862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/deixa-o-amanh-e-gente-sorri-que-o-corao.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-4633721385143520692</id><published>2008-02-22T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T18:14:28.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Há quem não veja a onda onde ela está e nada contra o rio;&lt;br /&gt;Todas as formas  de se controlar alguém só trazem um&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; amor vazio &lt;/span&gt;;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma tarde tão boa com pessoas especiais;&lt;br /&gt;e depois não ir ao colégio e voltar à aquela lagoa. Bela lagoa, quantas juras e pensamentos foram despejados nela? Milhares (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'saber amar, é saber deixar alguém te amar' :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-4633721385143520692?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/4633721385143520692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=4633721385143520692' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4633721385143520692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4633721385143520692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/h-quem-no-veja-onda-onde-ela-est-e-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-109106270827665485</id><published>2008-02-19T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T10:52:10.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Por que se preocupar por tão pouco?&lt;br /&gt;Por que chorar, se amanhã tudo muda de  novo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, é isso mesmo :)&lt;br /&gt;Bom, é isso. tô abusada mesmo, e quer saber? que se foda (y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Parei de pensar e comecei a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sentir&lt;/span&gt;'  :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-109106270827665485?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/109106270827665485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=109106270827665485' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/109106270827665485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/109106270827665485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/por-que-se-preocupar-por-to-pouco-por.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-1440657591569049087</id><published>2008-02-18T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T15:56:54.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ando tão à flor da pele, qualquer beijo de novela me faz chorar.&lt;br /&gt;Ando tão à  flor da pele, que teu olhar "flor na janela" me faz morrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E apesar de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUDO&lt;/span&gt; o dia foi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MEGA&lt;/span&gt; feliz :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-1440657591569049087?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/1440657591569049087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=1440657591569049087' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/1440657591569049087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/1440657591569049087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/ando-to-flor-da-pele-qualquer-beijo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-6130183176616321403</id><published>2008-02-17T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T07:03:21.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se eles querem falar de mim, de nós, de nós dois,&lt;br /&gt;falem longe da minha  janela, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por favor&lt;/span&gt;, se for para falar do meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tô nem afim hoje, e o pior: Eu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tenho&lt;/span&gt; que está afim (;&lt;br /&gt;É, eu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;só &lt;/span&gt;faço merda :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-6130183176616321403?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6130183176616321403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=6130183176616321403' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6130183176616321403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6130183176616321403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/se-eles-querem-falar-de-mim-de-ns-de-ns.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-2931042350128780065</id><published>2008-02-16T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T07:33:54.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não há de ser nada, pois sei que a madrugada acaba, quando a lua se põe&lt;br /&gt;A  estrela que eu escolhi não cumpriu com o que eu pedi&lt;br /&gt;e hoje não a encontrei ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minha mente e meu corpo nesse sábado morto. eu quero lhe entregar;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-2931042350128780065?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/2931042350128780065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=2931042350128780065' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/2931042350128780065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/2931042350128780065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-h-de-ser-nada-pois-sei-que-madrugada.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-6765807626298461059</id><published>2008-02-15T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T17:16:07.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Já conheci muita gente. Gostei de alguns garotos&lt;br /&gt;Mas depois de você... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Os  outros são os outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabe aquele filme 'o casamento do meu melhor amigo'?&lt;br /&gt;pronto, se eu bobiar vai acontecer o mesmo comigo :D&lt;br /&gt;legal néh? não, não é legal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muiiito morgada brow (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-6765807626298461059?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6765807626298461059/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=6765807626298461059' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6765807626298461059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6765807626298461059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/j-conheci-muita-gente.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-5947020707439047663</id><published>2008-02-14T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T16:44:29.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E me dá por  feliz ;)&lt;br /&gt;E agora? x²+y=?&lt;br /&gt;é, uma equação! o 'x' é o problema, o y alguém, e o resultado....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'e é por isso que eu te chamo... Minha fulô, meu bebe' :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-5947020707439047663?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/5947020707439047663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=5947020707439047663' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/5947020707439047663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/5947020707439047663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/e-me-d-por-feliz-e-agora-xy-uma-equao-o.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-1676162737066077809</id><published>2008-02-13T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T15:09:55.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tudo vem do ven-tudo vem&lt;br /&gt;do vento vem tu-do vento vem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do vento vem tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tudo bem :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não foi hoje. É amanhã, talvez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-1676162737066077809?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/1676162737066077809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=1676162737066077809' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/1676162737066077809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/1676162737066077809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/tudo-vem-do-ven-tudo-vem-do-vento-vem.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-4085356249731696128</id><published>2008-02-12T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T12:52:20.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se tudo pode acontecer, se pode acontecar qualquer coisa;&lt;br /&gt;Frese do dia, mundaaanças .o/&lt;br /&gt;é, elas chegaram. Além da vida de manhã!&lt;br /&gt;confuso? talvez! tô expressando como posso (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Se for eu e você,  se assim acontecer.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ai ai, amanhã de manhã :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-4085356249731696128?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/4085356249731696128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=4085356249731696128' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4085356249731696128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4085356249731696128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/se-tudo-pode-acontecer-se-pode.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-3348154849940283042</id><published>2008-02-12T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:58:09.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Que prazer mais egoísta o de cuidar de um outro ser&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo se dando  mais do que se tem pra receber.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não foi dessa vez, mas foi quase.&lt;br /&gt;1° dia de aula, há há há.&lt;br /&gt;Amo mesmo eles :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-3348154849940283042?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/3348154849940283042/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=3348154849940283042' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/3348154849940283042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/3348154849940283042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/que-prazer-mais-egosta-o-de-cuidar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-4334960414895332715</id><published>2008-02-09T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:11:32.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dizem que tô louco por te querer assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por pedir tão pouco e me dar por  feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em perder noites de sono&lt;/span&gt; só pra te ver dormir&lt;br /&gt;E me fingir de  burro pra você sobressair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia bom. Dia de realizações e lembranças;&lt;br /&gt;ô saudades. É,  não tenho sono, prefiro ficar pensando.&lt;br /&gt;Não, pensando não. Imaginando.&lt;br /&gt;E  tá tudo na minha cara, bendita cara.&lt;br /&gt;Deus,  obrigada por tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sei que tudo vai ficar bem, só não sei se vou ficar também&lt;/span&gt; :*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-4334960414895332715?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/4334960414895332715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=4334960414895332715' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4334960414895332715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4334960414895332715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/dizem-que-t-louco-por-te-querer-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-2651067094995761824</id><published>2008-02-08T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T19:27:56.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Solidão a dois de dia. Faz calor, depois faz frio.&lt;br /&gt;Você diz "já foi" e eu  concordo contigo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Você sai de perto eu penso em suicídio. Mas no fundo eu  nem ligo&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu nem ligo. Mas bateu saudades :~&lt;br /&gt;Daquelas frases feitas, dos dias, tardes e noites perfeitas.&lt;br /&gt;dia 11.... Graaande diia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu mundo que você não vê, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meu sonho que você não crê &lt;/span&gt;:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-2651067094995761824?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/2651067094995761824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=2651067094995761824' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/2651067094995761824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/2651067094995761824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/solido-dois-de-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-7763130807076866141</id><published>2008-02-07T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T15:17:15.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu que controlo o meu guidom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje eu me permiti ter sono e durmir até tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Me permiti também de não querer falar com ninguém, e de resolver tudo sozinha!&lt;br /&gt;Eu tava muito dependente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sei que a tua solidão me doi&lt;br /&gt;E que é dificil ser feliz (...)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é dificil vira fácil quando se quer! Eu quero, e daí?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-7763130807076866141?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/7763130807076866141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=7763130807076866141' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/7763130807076866141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/7763130807076866141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/eu-que-controlo-o-meu-guidom.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-5577409430316843842</id><published>2008-02-06T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T13:18:57.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E ninguém aqui vai notar&lt;br /&gt;Que eu jamais serei a  mesma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não pensa mais nada, no final dá tudo certo de algum  jeito;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me acerto, eu tropeço e não passo do chão.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ir que eu  agüento, eu suporto a colisão da verdade na contra-mão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e eu&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; JAMAIS&lt;/span&gt; serei a mesma, e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ninguém&lt;/span&gt; aqui vai notar ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-5577409430316843842?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/5577409430316843842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=5577409430316843842' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/5577409430316843842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/5577409430316843842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/02/e-ningum-aqui-vai-notar-que-eu-jamais.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-6369901577422212187</id><published>2008-01-29T14:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:50:49.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mas por favor&lt;br /&gt;não me faça perder meu tempo&lt;br /&gt;a cada hora e a cada  momento&lt;br /&gt;que eu desperdiço com você&lt;br /&gt;não sei se no fim tudo vai voltar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5-mjmnRLkI/AAAAAAAAACc/FaKoY2Q1LYg/s1600-h/DSC00908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5-mjmnRLkI/AAAAAAAAACc/FaKoY2Q1LYg/s320/DSC00908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161026828580761154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-6369901577422212187?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6369901577422212187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=6369901577422212187' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6369901577422212187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6369901577422212187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/01/mas-por-favor-no-me-faa-perder-meu_29.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5-mjmnRLkI/AAAAAAAAACc/FaKoY2Q1LYg/s72-c/DSC00908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-4240346555548020733</id><published>2008-01-28T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:50:49.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R55-ZmnRLjI/AAAAAAAAACU/eQOGjC-Ri84/s1600-h/1177366719_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R55-ZmnRLjI/AAAAAAAAACU/eQOGjC-Ri84/s320/1177366719_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160701201340247602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Eu sonhei demais&lt;br /&gt;Mas foi a única coisa que eu fiz&lt;br /&gt;Foi só o que eu podia  ter feito'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu mudei muito.&lt;br /&gt;mudei?&lt;br /&gt;é, mudei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-4240346555548020733?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/4240346555548020733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=4240346555548020733' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4240346555548020733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4240346555548020733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/01/eu-sonhei-demais-mas-foi-nica-coisa-que.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R55-ZmnRLjI/AAAAAAAAACU/eQOGjC-Ri84/s72-c/1177366719_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-6284931009913937621</id><published>2008-01-25T07:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:50:49.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oEjWnRLgI/AAAAAAAAACA/Apd38-lwKYo/s1600-h/DSC00939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oEjWnRLgI/AAAAAAAAACA/Apd38-lwKYo/s320/DSC00939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159441328518540802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Socorro!&lt;br /&gt;Não estou sentindo nada&lt;br /&gt;Nem medo, nem calor, nem fogo&lt;br /&gt;Não vai  dar mais pra chorar&lt;br /&gt;Nem pra rir...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que saco o dia de hoje veei! Deve ser pelo fato de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;não ter&lt;/span&gt; vontade de sentir &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nada&lt;/span&gt; no dia de hoje! Ah, mas eu tenho vontade de ficar em casa, tumar uma coca-cola e logo após &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;durmir&lt;/span&gt;. Mas vamos animar os animos, pq amanha tem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;carnaval&lt;/span&gt; e perucas coloridas pelo grande salão :) e haverá paraíso, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sem perder o juizo e sem morrer&lt;/span&gt; .o/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tchau, me procure por ai que é lá que eu vou estar  ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-6284931009913937621?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/6284931009913937621/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=6284931009913937621' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6284931009913937621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/6284931009913937621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/01/socorro-no-estou-sentindo-nada-nem-medo.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oEjWnRLgI/AAAAAAAAACA/Apd38-lwKYo/s72-c/DSC00939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427294573642679906.post-4452583129882702867</id><published>2008-01-24T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:50:49.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5i-vGnRLfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sDo6jdtoe1g/s1600-h/DSC00938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5i-vGnRLfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sDo6jdtoe1g/s320/DSC00938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159083089591348722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Vem pra misturar juizo e carnaval&lt;br /&gt;Huu,vem trair a solidão&lt;br /&gt;Vem pra separar  o lado bom do mal&lt;br /&gt;E acalmar meu coração'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem a noite, sentada na cozinha pense: 'mermão, agora eu vou falar na cara mesmo, e que se f*da quem não gostar, cansei de ouvir calada'. Portanto, muito cuidado comigo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiin, que medo de mim :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427294573642679906-4452583129882702867?l=taahtorrees.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/feeds/4452583129882702867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3427294573642679906&amp;postID=4452583129882702867' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4452583129882702867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427294573642679906/posts/default/4452583129882702867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taahtorrees.blogspot.com/2008/01/vem-pra-misturar-juizo-e-carnaval.html' title=''/><author><name>taah tôrres'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12953585945642450530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5oR5mnRLiI/AAAAAAAAACM/ch037bf3Fns/S220/DSC00504.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4yg7RNla8Kk/R5i-vGnRLfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sDo6jdtoe1g/s72-c/DSC00938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
